Bathing in the sun. Chewed up by some bugs. Tearing through my flesh. I can feel their love. I hope that they are happy. I feed them with my blood. Today they may be rich. But tomorrow comes a
I can't feel the warmth from the gestures that are false. The hand feeds me stabs me from behind. As the blade inches in you don't even begin. To think that I'd be one to do the same. We're all al
ti. ar. al. I've never been to Rome. But I don‘t need to go. I dont need to go to know. Life would be sweet and slow. The traffic sign. the washing line. Down holloway road she goes,. wasting time. Ju
I don't wanna fight anyway. I don't wanna take the things you own. I don't wanna put myself at risk. So someone else can take their throne I would put them all in a room. Give em all the guns and